The photographer’s motive: to capture a scene that could be manufactured into a postcard. Something that would depict jazz in New Orleans.
The music starts to play by the river.
Through the viewfinder of the camera sees a frozen lick from the band. A note held like a breath in mid air.
As the aperture is set and the shutter opens and closes at the correct speed. A spark alights, the flash.
In that instance everything is forgotten. The band disappears, the music replaced by silence.
The river continues to flow and the boats float on.
Off the boat the painter steps to recreate the scene of the photographer’s flash.
With no knowledge of what happened before or after, just the paint to capture the moment.